I knew love
The day I met you.
It was neither Saturday
Nor Wednesday.
It was the eighth day of the week
That day I was somehow weak.
We started to play
A romantic play.
I still remember the first kiss
That I forever miss.
It was I guess
late in the afternoon
Hiding behind a carthaginian ruin.
We melted like a candle
I was born on that very day
You call it the eighth day
I call it Loveday.